This morning, I snapped this photo in the bathroom of a cafe where I’m working. My belly is definitely pointier since last month.
Also a funny note: I don’t usually get cat calls, but waddling around NYC, I’ve been getting tons of pregnancy cat calls from doormen and bike messengers shouting “Hey, Mama!” “Eight months?” “Look at that belly!” Taxi drivers will even roll down their windows to weigh in: “It’s a girl!” It’s a funny part of being pregnant in NYC.
Just a couple weeks left. I’m excited and nervous. Labor doesn’t hurt that much, right? :)
P.S. Also really looking forward to this. Oh how I’ve missed thee.